Monday, November 9, 2015

Mind Reader

One night several of us were dispatched to a "shots fired" call. When we arrived, we were met by a middle-aged woman who turned out to be the caller. She said that her husband had gotten really drunk, threatened her with a pistol, and fired a shot into the living room floor. She then showed us the fresh bullet hole in the carpet. The woman said the guy had gone upstairs and gotten into bed.

We went up to the bedroom, and there he was sprawled face down on the bed, seemingly passed out. We were calling the guy's name and shaking the bed to rouse him, when one of my partners suddenly started saying, "He's got a gun, he's got a gun, he's got a gun!", then leapt Superman-style onto the seemingly unconscious subject. After a short struggle, he had the guy cuffed.

What had the rest of us missed? My partner later said that he had suddenly realized the guy had one hand under his pillow while he was laying there, and he wasn't breathing the way you'd expect a passed-out drunk to be breathing. He just knew the guy was faking. Sure enough, there was the gun under the pillow. The guy had had it in his hand and hidden under the pillow, pretending to be asleep, and apparently waiting for the opportunity to do who-knows-what.

2 comments:

Anonymous
said...

Wow. That could've been very ugly, especially considering he had alrady discharged the gun once and that wasn't enough to scare him back to his senses enough to put the gun away however many minutes it was later when the cops arrived.

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